January 2012
13 posts
i have these moments sometimes, when i sit and...
I need you to read this. Because we need to talk this out. I’m not the one that wrote this to Dear Meat, but I wish that I had.
dearmeat:
i’m not saying i’m not over you - i am. i just came across some old pictures of us today, and we look so young and happy together. they were never put on facebook, probably because i wanted to keep our relationship secret. it makes me sad to think that...
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More things about my Father.
He was really tight with his money and hated nick-knacks, but one Christmas he bought himself a present. (In addition to all of those tins of Danish Butter Cookies)
He bought a snow-globe with Santa Claus and a Snowman inside. When you push a button it plays Silent Night and blows the snow… You don’t even have to shake it.
Apparently he used to sit there and just push the button...
New Year's Confession.
I love you. Please love me too.
December 2011
11 posts
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Things I'm Learning About My Father
The older I get the more I learn about my father.
He loved cookies. But he didn’t tell anyone
He was a really tolerant Republican, like he totally supported Gay Marriage.
No, he really, really loved cookies. Like he was sneaky about how much he loved cookies.
His favorite types of cookies? Fig Newtons, and those Butter Danish Cookies that come in the large tins you get at...
A Holiday Abroad: Part One.
The mid-day sun woke me with a gentle reminder that I am to journey abroad tomorrow. I searched in vain for my maid as I needed her to tidy the room, pack my bags, and lay out my traveling clothes. I fear she has been taken by the plague. Or vampires. Either way I shall have to release her from her duties and hire someone else.
I feel terribly remiss as many of my garments seem to need...
Sometimes I just want people to get the fuck out of my apartment so I can go to sleep next to my Albert. :/
This is fabulous.
superlayne:
seite:
thesulfurandthesigh:
THE RED BACKGROUND WHEN IT DAWNS ON HIM. OH MY GOD.
OH MY GOSH
This is all kinds of yes.
November 2011
4 posts
A Moment of "Perfect" Clarity
Last Tuesday was an oddly great day.
I learned recently that you can do this thing where only part of your post will show up on the dashboards of people and they’ll have to click to read more. I’ve done it for this post to a) see how it works (i.e. if I’ve done it right) and b) because I’m hoping that the few people that peruse my blog (or will peruse my blog) (also I...
So tumblr, we meet again. Its been a while since we’ve spoken. But that’s a trend in my life now-a-days. I see people and I realize its been a while since we’ve spoken.
October 2011
2 posts
I have now officially dropped 9 Lbs with http://apps.facebook.com/hcgslim/. Has anyone else tried it? If not, I HIGHLY recommend!
1 tag
August 2011
1 post
Sometimes I think I wan to use tumblr more and then I don’t and it makes me kinda sad.
Political Science bores me.
July 2011
3 posts
6 Types of Love
Eros a passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love
Ludus a love that is played as a game or sport; conquest; may have multiple partners at once
Storge an affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship, based on similarity
Pragma love that is driven by the head, not the heart
Mania obsessive love; experience great emotional highs...
Evil laughter?
In my head I’m constantly “evil-golf-laughing”. I tip my head back. Let my shoulders drop down and back as my hands float up at the wrists. Then I cackle manically without sound.
And I can’t stop. No matter how much I try.
I read this and think of KAR.
overheardinthetheatre:
WHY WON’T THE GLITTER COME OFF???
And I dream. That the knight will come for the princess. Help her to be strong. Help her to slay the dragon and her demons. If he could, or would, be strong… Couldn’t, or wouldn’t, she? But the tower is locked. Wings don’t grow where there is no light to see. Vines to climb can’t reach through the night. Everything falls. But bricks. Bricks stand.
June 2011
4 posts
Hello tumblr. I think I’ve missed you enough to come back to you now. Let’s see how long we love each other this time.
August 2010
1 post
April 2010
2 posts
March 2010
13 posts
It’s so soft… And so wrong…
– Justin Sarinas, after being attacked by a stuffed-sheep.